Finally, the purchases had been made. Andy ended up with two credit card purchases. He put his items on one purchase, with Provenza's on another so that he'd know exactly how much he was still owed, "Now, you're going to pay me to the penny," Andy nodded. "This was your crazy idea to have me buy everything, and because of that, I'm not getting cheated out of a cent. Besides," he grinned, "I'll happily tell Patrice I paid for part of her ring if you do that."

Provenza gave him an irritated look, "Fine! You'll get all your money. I should pay you in pennies or something," he waved. "Nickels would work too," his eyes glistened and continued, "my printer funds would do the trick."

"Don't even think about raising the price of the printer to cover your ring! And, if you try to change the password and not tell me, I'll go straight to Patrice. You should be thanking me! You brought $500 with you in cash and thought that would be enough," Andy chuckled. "Clueless."

"Shove it, Flynn!" Provenza said irritated. "You're the one who spent thousands of dollars, thousands of your hard-earned pay!"

"Worth every cent too," Andy smiled brightly at Provenza. "It's not like I have anything else I want to spend my money on."

"Just taking HER out for all those dinners and things," Provenza waved, exasperated.

"Exactly-all on her," Andy grinned.

I'm even more nervous now, holding onto this thing. You really think you're going to be able to sit on yours for an indefinite amount of time? I'm ready to just give it to her today to get it away from me. It's like that game of Hot Potato-I don't want it. It's too expensive to keep; she needs to have it," Provenza said as he was agitated.

"Just slow down," Andy waved to him, "You'll be fine. Figure out the right time to give it to her. Yeah, I'll be able to hold onto mine. I actually feel a bit of relief. I really liked that ring and didn't want someone else to buy it. Now that I have it, I'll happily just hold onto it. The time will be right one day."

Provenza grunted, "Well, my time is now. I plan to give this to her soon. I don't even want to think about trying to hide it. Come on; let's get you home."

Andy grinned, "You don't want to try and hide it because you are too old you'll forget where you put it. Just relax. I'm going to put mine in my gun lock box in my closet. I keep my extra gun there, so I'm not in it often. Sharon might see it anywhere else at my place, like a drawer or nightstand."

Provenza eyed him, "Don't talk about the captain looking in your drawers and nightstand. That disgusts me," he gagged.

The two men rode in silence for a couple of miles before Provenza started to talk, "When are you coming back to work? I haven't had anyone to yell at lately. Too quiet, and a certain someone is all mopey because you aren't there."

Andy flashed a bright smile at that admission; he missed Sharon too, and he couldn't wait to go back to work, "I'm planning to go back tomorrow afternoon. I have an appointment in the morning, and if all is okay, I'll be back then. Oh, and I miss you too, even if you are mopey" he flashed a grin, knowing Provenza was really talking about Sharon.

"Well, hurry back, and I say that only because you've had enough vacation time," Provenza said irritated.

"Vacation time! I was thrown from a moving car and have some nasty injuries," Andy grunted, as he winced in pain.

"Don't get me started on the doting Captain either. She's worried about your sorry self," Provenza stated.

Andy sighed, "I know. I hate that because the last thing I want to be is the needy boyfriend. She deserves someone watching out for her, not her taking care of me. She had to do that enough with Jack, albeit for different reasons, but still. I hate that she's in caring mode for me. I should be the strong protector."

"Mr. Strong Protector, she's not going anywhere, no matter what is going on with you," Provenza told him.

Andy waved him off, "I know. Still, doesn't help the ego. I need to get this ring and bracelet stowed in my bags so she doesn't see them."

"She home yet?" Provenza asked.

Andy checked his phone, "She texted me 20 minutes ago; she was just getting food, so probably just about home."

Provenza nodded, "Good, last thing I need to worry about is you unattended and injured. Now, I'll go to the bank in the morning and get you your cash."

"You know they have ATMs for that, right?" Andy questioned.

Provenza gave him an irritated look, "Do you think I'm stupid? Now, why would I use one of those? How many murders have we had involving ATM machines. I'm never using one of those! You should realize that too-our own Buzz-his dad and uncle, victims of an ATM!"

"I know that," Andy sighed, "It doesn't mean you can't use them. Just be careful and use the ones in the right places. We have had murders at parks too, but that doesn't mean we stay away from them."

"I do!" Provenza yelled. "Murders in the park-another reason to not run or exercise. Proves my point."

Andy just sighed as he chuckled, "You know we've had murders at restaurants, so how does that play into your theory?"

Provenza gave him a glaring eye, "Well, obviously, you need to know which ones to avoid. Now, here we are, back at your 'home' for now," Provenza said has he rolled his eyes again.

"Thanks, I think," Andy said as he frowned at Provenza, "although, I don't know why I am thanking you because now you owe me a couple thousand dollars! You'd better pay up, Provenza. I don't carry a balance on my card."

"Yeah, yeah," Provenza waved, "You'll get your money tomorrow. Go, hide your stuff because Flynn, I swear if the captain walks into the office tomorrow wearing that," he pointed to the box, "I will drive to your doctor's appointment and kill you. You won't need the appointment; I'll just bring Morales to cart you straight to the morgue. Keep that thing packed away for the time being. Even worse, I couldn't deal with you or HER if she said no right now, so put it away."

"Hey, no need to worry. Obviously, I'm good at keeping a lid on things," Andy grinned.

Provenza groaned, "There's a reason you don't do much undercover work. Your 'lid on things' the last four years has been pretty obvious. So, do better because she'll be able to smell this a mile away if you don't get your act together."

"I'm fine; like I said, I'm relieved I got the ring I wanted. You, good luck," Andy winked. "I should take bets on how long you'll hold onto that thing."

"Oh, just get out," Provenza sighed.

"With pleasure! The sooner I get out, the sooner I can kiss Sharon," he grinned.

Provenza made a horrified face, "For that, I may not give you your money."

"Suit yourself," Andy winked again, "I'm happy to tell Patrice I bought her ring."

"You'll have the money tomorrow-now go!" Provenza said and waved his hands for Andy to leave.

"Just remember to thank me when she loves that ring," Andy smiled. "You owe me," Andy pointed to him as he started to close the door.

"Whatever," Provenza waved, "You can hold my hat at the wedding."